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[amarmoria]

Sempiternal 1

⊹ ⭑.ᐟ Yao x Reader ⊹ ࣪˖ᝰ.ᐟ

Synopsis: 10 days in some spa center with your family wouldn't be too bad right...?

Notes: no bcz why doesn't he have fanfics bombarding everywhere?

Next

Wc: 1k

"... right guys?"

Your thoughts were stolen away when your dad snaps his fingers, smiling expectantly between you and your sister.

"Yes, uh, I'm, I'm excited, dad" you try and smile, but it looked like you were pushing a big fat shit so you bit your tongue and focused outside the window. You've already been driving for hours without end, only stopping when you needed to go or when you were hungry, and your phone was no use since the signal was slowly fading away due to how far this thing was.

It sounded so absurd when you first heard about it, a retreat in the middle of nowhere? You would've pretended to be happy if only it were your parents who were gonna go, but they successfully convinced your sister, who also succeeded in convincing you.

So you're here awaiting the embarrassment to process in your brain, you haven't had the time to react because a few hours after you agreed to go, they already had your closet packed for the retreat. Your sister looks half as miserable as you, she told you she wanted to try, for Zach, she says he'd want you to be happy, to heal, but how can you when he just, pow, gone?

"Here we aree" Your dad exclaims, parking the car at the center of the covered driveway.

Your mouth forms a small o as you exit the car, the place was big, like it doesn't even look like a mental institution, but you guess it's what they make it so, so the patients wouldn't freak out about being sent to a crazies hospital, if this was any other circumstance you'd think it's a five star hotel.

The front, or whatever the parking box they have with receptions, was filled with homely looking staff— and homely looking plants, which you assume were fake. Your eyes drop to the woman in front of you, holding out her hand. You suppose she's already been talking to you, but you were too busy gawking at the place, the thought makes you red in embarrassment.

You frown and tilt your head, fiddling with the hem of your top.

"Hi, uh, what is..?"

"Your phone miss Marconi?"

"My, my phone? Uh, why would you guys need it?"

"It's a part of the protocols here little miss" She smiles warmly, the noon sun dancing around her curls. Fuck, the protocols, of course it is, you've read some of it from their website, ugh how can you forget, your purposefully embarassing yourself now.

"Oh okay, uh," you gulped and searched around your bag, it took a few seconds before you finally found it, the battery was already blinking red so what choice do you have.

You hesitantly placed the phone on her hand when she smiles, gesturing you to walk up to the steep road ahead.

"Don't get nervous now alrighty? We promise to do our best during your stay here."

"Thank you, uh.."

"Oh! It's Delilah"

"Thank you, Delilah"

🌻

Your dad strolled around the garden happily as usual when Delilah led your family uphill, the building was big, like big big, it looked like a vacation house, with the pool and the open 1st floor, you were grateful for the short moment of peace in admiring the place before they lock you in your cells, your no idiot, you know the whole honey vibe of the place was just a facade compared to the mucky, dark, and real building they'll throw you in when you get comfortable.

You can't help but worry for your parents who believed this was the real deal, what gruesome tortures would they have you do once you settle in, do they whip you for being naughty, or dunk your head in the water if you don't answer properly, and oh would they feed you disgusting year old porridge they probably spat on. You don't trust these kinds of organizations.

"Oh and there's a pool too girls! cool huh?"

You smile gently and nod, you didn't feel like saying anything negative today, you didn't want to upset your dad, he looks so happy about being here you wouldn't want to break it.

"The place is pretty big huh, I wonder what the real price was" Zoe says, casually stuffing her hand in her pockets. "Yeah.."

You were too busy gawking, again, when you bump into a wall wearing a... Beige top.

"Oh! I, uh, I'm really sorry, I didn't," you pause, saying you were openly gawking at the place instead of focusing what was in front of you sounded childish— it is what a child would do, you sheepishly bit the inside of your cheek, fiddling with the hem of your top once again.

"I, I wasn't paying attention, I'm sorry, really—" you stop when you hear a chuckle, the timbre of his voice shaking you, it was deeper than what your used to, I mean, you've always been around your dad who has a lighter voice, maybe it's from being a dad that he's used to using a friendlier tone with kids.

"Nervous are you?"

You visibly heat up, you thought you'd already bit you tongue off by the way your teeth were clenched.

"I, I'm not.."

"I'm joking with you" he chuckles. "I'm Yao, and I'll be one of the staff assisting you and your family during the experience."

"Hey," your mom waves to you direction, you catch the eye of the lady with sunglasses when she shoots you a smile, which you return, though your mom quickly grabs your hand pulls you slong with her inside the house.

"Heather's a mean bitch huh?" You could barely hear the lady when she whispers to the staff— Yao, if you could recall.

"Don't talk to strangers like that"

"What? I didn't, I was—"

"Just be careful hon, ok?"

"Yes mom," you scratch your head, turning your head behind you to see the lady and Yao conversing while she drinks her smoothie, you look down to your hand and frown when you notice your own drink in your palms, your holding it, since when did you have a drink? Were you too distracted you didn't even notice you had one?

[mandalhoerian]

NO TIME TO DIE | leon kennedy x oc | 10

pairing: leon s. kennedy x oc word count: 12K~ warnings: COCKROACHES. gunshot wound. blood summary: A lie never lives to be old. author's note: bit anticlimactic, this one. i hope you enjoy anyways!

READ ON AO3 ! ☆ NO TIME TO DIE MASTERPOST

The headless chicken they were after Ada's disappearance, it took the duo a while to map out the T-junction, and the process was made even worse by talking each other's heads off, mainly because Leon acted like a little boy who lost his mom in a mall, and kept calling out for Ada's name while jogging around mindlessly, hoping his shouts would bring her back home, or whatever the fuck.

Of course he didn't understand Ada hadn't strayed off. She had left. Without a word of goodbye, no mention of anything to them beforehand, simply gone in a flash, vanished out of thin air. No different from how she waltzed into their lives in the first place.

Surprisingly, Vera reacted to it how she would to being ditched at a night's out with the girls, instead of losing her fucking shit like Leon. The problem was probably her in this case for her lack of reaction. But what was she supposed to freak out about, exactly? A woman wanting to go her own way? Which was understandable? Was it concerning? Well, maybe if she was a normal person instead of a professional, but this was also an extenuating circumstance, and Vera really couldn't care less about Ada's intentions or reasons as long as it didn't affect them, and it didn't seem to be.

Emphasis on seem.

It was definitely affecting Leon.

One would think she had been abducted right in front of him, and Vera definitely had become fucked up in the head after everything, because she wanted to laugh in his poor face. Ada was absolutely fine. She would go unscathed from this, with the FBI gifting her a spa visit in Cabo after her success. Vera on the other hand needed at least a year of therapy, or maybe a decade in a mental institution to recover from the trauma.

"What the hell. Where could she have possibly gone? It doesn't make any sense." He complained loudly, voice bouncing off the walls, echoing in the empty space, the same question he had repeated like a parrot at least five times. "Ada!"

Yeah, okay, Vera had enough.

"Okay, hold up, will you?" She yanked his arm backwards, causing him to stumble to a stop and turn around, eyes wide open in surprise, flitting to her hand holding onto him, then back to her face, the slightest twinge of red dusting on his cheekbones. "Are you trying to call out all the undead to our location? Because it's working, and there's going to be a zombie stampede headed this way at this point. You see that elevator shaft?" Still holding onto his elbow, she pointed to what she was talking about with her free hand. "They'll be raining down from there."

He stared at her with an incredulous expression on his face, mouth opening and closing, until his shoulders slumped, sighing in resignation. "Sorry. You're right, I just—"

"You're worried. I know." Vera let go of him, and crossed her arms behind her back, standing straight and rolling on her heels, shrugging nonchalantly, plastering a grin on her face to dispel any tension lingering. It was tempting to double down on him by pointing out that calling out for her in that hypothetical scenario was equal to a baby bird in a nest screaming for his hunting mother with a mouth awaiting food. "But it's an FBI agent we're talking about, she can hold her own."

His gaze was trained on her for a few seconds before shifting away, looking everywhere but her. A companionable , short silence settled over them after that, save for the occasional buzz of the air conditioning system powering the generators scattered throughout the complex and Leon's intermittent huffing. "Yeah, but... It doesn't sit well with me when it comes to abandoning people who might need help..."

Leon was... legitimately ashamed, hunched slightly forward, brows drawn together, the puppy dog look he always seemed to unintentionally sport when upset. He was going to be the death of her. "Trust me, she doesn't need our help," she replied, flinging her arms out with a dramatic flourish. "You're not abandoning her, just getting out of her hair. She left for a reason, Leon."

A snort of amusement. One he let out with zero conviction. "Sure."

Vera chewed on her bottom lip, digging the toe of her boots into the ground in a timid manner. Did he have to sound this sullen? She didn't know how to handle these kinds of situations. Emotional shit wasn't really her forte, not unless she was in the same position. And she was never good with words — and still wasn't, after being supported so much by him.

It was awkward. Vera wanted to give Leon a pat on the shoulder or something, but that was crossing the line and would make everything even more weird. "Listen. You know who truly needs your help? Sherry. And even Claire. We have each other, but she's on her own out there. They're our priority."

Leon inhaled a deep, shuddering breath, raising his head up and locking eyes with hers. The sheer intensity of his stare, the storm brewing beneath, was almost intimidating, she would be burned by his gaze. His voice was firm, resolved. "You're right. Let's get going."

"Lead the way, officer."

This was the Leon that was worth the hype, Vera decided. Leon when he was in the zone, focused, driven by duty and morals, doing what he thought was the right thing, no matter what, ready to face whatever challenge lay ahead with confidence and assurance. It was something to admire, especially when he wasn't the type of man who showed off.

"You wanna find out where that pipe leads to?" Leon asked, tilting his head in its direction and pointing a finger.

As they drew closer to the destination, the distant sound of machinery powering on, buzzing and grinding in tandem echoed off the walls, followed by a distinctive squeak of rusty metals that was definitely leaking in from the giant ventilation tunnel Leon was talking about. Leading up to it was a single metal ladder hanging off the ledge, offering the duo a chance to climb up to investigate further, and this time, there was no dilemma - Leon hopped onto the rungs, testing each one individually to ensure they wouldn't buckle, and Vera waited for her turn, bouncing on the balls of her feet in anticipation.

That was before it was revealed that a horde of cockroaches was waiting for them up there.

"Ah, Jesus!" She swore, stumbling back at the sight. Leon joined in too, also cursing.

One of the insects chose that moment to crawl on her boot, and she kicked it away with a panicked yelp. There might or might not have been an embarrassing scream that put Leon's Ada-call to shame. "Fucking shit, ughhh, whyyyy," Vera complained loudly, face scrunching up as she covered her nose with her elbow. She could cry. She could fucking cry.

"Well, at least they're not zombies," Leon quipped.

Oh, shut the fuck up.

Vera didn't dare breathe through her nose, afraid she would puke at the overwhelming smell of ammonia and alcohol, which were mixed with an acrid, coppery scent that caused bile to rise up to her throat, burning the insides. If one cockroach touched her, she was going to lose it. The tunnel was filled with at least a hundred of them, and they were either scuttling around the floor or clinging to the sides, creeping out from underneath the cracks. One of them could fucking fall on her hair and she would legitimately pass out.

It was the worst sight she could imagine, the very embodiment of nightmare fuel. It didn't take much imagination for her mind to conjure up images of a dozen cockroaches crawling up her limbs and inside her mouth and ears, which she quickly tried to shake off physically as she whined, shaking both her hands around after having to put away her Samurai Edge so she wouldn't accidentally fire away in her panic. "Oh, sweet hells. Ughhhh, okay, okay, okay. Alright. Let's just run. Let's run to the end. I'm literally one step away from having a fucking seizure."

Leon cocked his head to the side, not at all affected by this whole ordeal. How did he not break a sweat? Vera wanted to push him into a bed of roaches, see how he'd fare.

He was about to say something, probably make a joke that was funnier in his head, but she didn't stay for that, sprinting straight down the path with the biggest leap of faith she had taken since ever, ignoring Leon's startled shout from behind as she dashed past the critters as fast as she could, not stopping to gag at the crunching sound below her feet.

At this point, her disgust of a concert hall of cockroaches trumped the fear of dying and turning into one of those things. At least if she got attacked and turned, she wouldn't have to experience the torture of having them chew at her flesh.

How she made it to the end, Vera didn't know, but her heart was hammering against her rib cage, lungs on the verge of collapse, she was probably yelling all the way there too to expel all the revulsion inside her too. The aftermath of that little marathon was practically the day after a major workout session, except, with more horror involved. She wasn't even paying attention to her surroundings after jumping down to safety without checking for a ladder to climb down or whatsoever, too busy catching her breath as she hunched over with her hands on her knees. And when that was done, pacing around in circles while shaking her arms was next, and it wasn't long until Leon came into view and she latched onto both his arms like a koala, the jitters making her jump up and down.

"I hate bugs. I hate bugs so much. Ugh. Ughhhhhhh! Eww. Ughh!" She rambled, feeling him tense under her touch, his body going rigid. Rubbing her fingernails up and down the outside of his arms was doing wonders in getting rid of the crawling feeling. "I'd rather fight ten zombies at once than deal with those."

Vera could almost swear she heard the smile in his voice. "We'll stick to that then, alright?"

When she pulled back, a tiny smirk adorned his features, despite the tiniest bit of red in his face from what was probably having to run after her. She nodded, still scratching the vest, the pace of it getting less aggressive. "That would be awesome. Just round them all up and feed them to each other. Should be easy."

The laughter that escaped Leon's lips, this time, was genuine, and Vera was delighted to hear the sound — a bit husky, but boyish and infectious. He stepped back, gently prying her away from himself, and even though nothing about it was curt, Vera felt the heat spreading to her face, only now realizing she had basically cuddled him up and got away with it.

Her hands returned to her side like a whip. "S-sorry, I just..."

"It's fine," Leon reassured, averting his eyes and clearing his throat. "No offense, but that was definitely a sight to behold. Who knew you could run that fast?"

No witty retorts were made on Vera's part, at that moment, all she was capable of was an entertained huff, and a light slap with the back of her hand to his chest as she turned away, promptly coming face to face with an unconscious body of a man lying face down on the floor.

"Gghhk—! What the fuck!"

That made Leon actually laugh.

Creeping forward hesitantly, she nudged the body with the tip of her boots. "Was he here the whole time?"

"Guess so. Maybe he got caught off guard by those bugs and fainted, who knows?"

Vea clicked her tongue, groaning at him. One slip, and now she was the butt of all the jokes — Leon of all people was making fun of her. Great. "Yeah, yeah. Go on, get it out of your system."

Her curiosity was piqued by the small backpack the man was carrying with him, the item in question slung around his upper body. From her vantage point, she could only see it was packed with something, and she stepped to the side to crouch beside him and flip him over.

"Hey," Leon's tone was colored with concern, approaching Vera with caution and holding his shotgun tightly, readying himself in case this guy woke up in a bad mood and took it out on them. "Careful there."

Vera leaned in, bending her head to get a better look. "Look at all that ammo. This is good stuff, what the heck is he doing with all this?" She whistled in approval. From the jumpsuit and the location, this was a sanitation worker, likely abandoned in his duties when shit hit the fan and then spent his time hiding. She took it upon herself to salvage as many useful items as she could, she opened his pack to gather up his findings — namely, the shotgun shells and 9mm bullets, painkillers, a half empty box of magnum ammo, and a pouch with some emergency gauze. Vera immediately started gobbling up one of the bars of candy from the bag, grabbing a bottle of water to wash it down with as she emptied the contents into her pockets, letting Leon take the rest.

The last object to be found was a photo, crumbled from being inside the pocket of his pants, but with some effort, she flattened it and flipped it over to examine the contents.

A family in the picture, on vacation by the looks of it, beaming at the camera. Two children stood in front, the oldest appeared to be in her pre-teens, with long dark brown hair and a sly smile that could rival Vera's. She was wrapped around the waist by her younger brother, a little boy with a huge gap between his front teeth and messy auburn hair. He was flashing a peace sign to the camera with the most mischievous expression she had ever seen, and the image of a perfect family unit was completed by the father himself, his blue eyes twinkling with mirth as he grinned down at the two kids.

Vera gave nothing away as she also took that photo, and put it away in a secure pocket in her backpack. Her brain was clean of any thoughts as she did it, driven only by a twinge of breathless longing, a fleeting desire to preserve, as if this was her vacation and the kids in the picture were her siblings.

Leon didn't say anything about it, observing her movements but not questioning them. Vera didn't owe him an explanation — she didn't have one in the first place.

With that done, they moved on, the lack of undead on their path having created a false sense of security that crashed and burned the moment they opened the next door in the form of multiple guttural groans and the signature moaning, along with shuffling feet.

Peeking through the narrow slit of the gap, both Vera and Leon could barely make out the forms of the creatures staggering around, and Leon raised his finger to his lips, signaling her to get back and retreat. They closed the door silently, communicating solely via eye contact and hand motions to form a plan.

A nod.

Leon was going to lure them and show the way with his flashlight.

Another nod.

Vera was going to shoot. No need to waste any shotgun ammo. Aim for the knees and then go for the head.

Third nod.

Leon slid his fingers in through the crack and counted down. Three. Two. One.

Container room. This was a container room.

The fluorescent lights weren't working above as she spun in circles, surveying the area. Stacks of pallets, forklifts, metal boxes and other heavy equipment she was too unfamiliar with in the corners of an endless maze of containers, with a few elevated walkways, but that was about it. She also took note of the random objects that stuck out: a couple of crates to their far left, some yellow barrels that definitely should not be lit on fire, especially not in close quarters. In any other circumstances, she would be very fascinated, wanting to pull apart the machines and test the functions, but that was not the time for any of that. They didn't have the time for that, to begin with.

An upstairs of some sort ended up to be the only way out of this, neither of them thought it was worth it to explore the nooks and crannies, the presence of half a dozen undead was proof enough they would waste their time looking for just another dead end.

After that, it was relatively quiet for a while as they progressed onwards through a passage with a glass window, leading to an area with a busted, giant ventilation fan with enough space between the blades for a grown person to squeeze through, and surely enough, she could see a path to something down there.

Propping the butt of his gun on the fan's lower blade, treating it as a railing, "You think Ada went this way?" Leon mused.

"It's between the locked door down the other way and this. Or a secret third thing," Vera added, peering into the darkness that swallowed up everything in view, eyes trying to adjust to the lack of light. It was pretty dark inside, and there seemed to be nothing but more vent tubes leading into tunnels. It smelled less sewer and more industrial exhaust in here, a burnt odor filling her nostrils and irritating her senses.

"I don't know..."

"Doesn't hurt to try." Vera shrugged, turning back to look at him with a grin. "Just go ahead, I'm right behind you."

"Alright," Leon mumbled, kicking off the fan to hop over it, landing on the platform below gracefully, without missing a beat. Distracted by watching him, she bumped her head to the blade above, causing her to flinch and step back, rubbing the sore spot on her forehead.

"You okay?"

"Yup, just a tiny bonk."

"I can catch you if you're scared."

He was getting comfortable with the banter. If it was another man with a more inflated macho ego, he would be accused of trying to flirt, but Leon was too innocent for that, and she wanted him to be able to throw barbs at her so she could counteract and return it in kind.

"Nope, my childhood self would love this," Vera continued, smiling and tucking a strand of stray hair behind her ear. "We're practically in a giant bat cave. That basically stinks." The final line was muttered as an afterthought.

He looked over his shoulder, obviously confused with how he should react, the slightest twitch of his lips made it hard to determine if he was amused or disturbed. "Didn't you just complain about the cockroaches? Now you want to add bats to the list?"

"I'm really going to literally jump you if you keep going on with that," she grumbled, not in the mood to get into that topic. Her grip on the steel tightened as she pushed herself up, throwing herself over the gap, and there was a split second of weightlessness, where the adrenaline rushed and her stomach dropped to the ground as her legs flailed in the air. Then she landed, kneeling down with a grunt, and the impact reverberated all the way up to her thighs.

A hand was held out in her peripheral vision, and she glanced up to see Leon hovering above her, and Vera almost wanted to slap it, but took it anyway, letting him help her up. She made sure to get in his face by tugging his arm downwards to her height, smirking, enjoying how flustered he was getting. It was the ephemeral joys of messing with Leon that she wanted to milk out for as long as possible.

It got interrupted by a woman's voice trickling in from afar, the echo reaching them as fleeting whispers. Leon's head shot up, and Vera whipped around, her entire frame rigid from the shock.

The voice sounded like Ada's, and she couldn't make out what the exact words were, but she could tell for certain, the FBI agent was somewhere nearby.

However, Annette's answer was much clearer as she answered, "You'll never get your filthy hands on G."

Leon let go of her to whirl around, and the movement brought Vera out of her daze as she refocused, watching as he brought a finger to his lips in a signal to be quiet, and motioned towards a pathway, and Vera nodded, following his lead.

They climbed up a rusty metallic stairwell and sneaked up to the source of the voices, hiding behind the side of the container like it was a wall, the shadowy silhouette of Annette Birkin visible at the far end, standing before what looked to be a closed garage door with yellow tape on the ground framing the entrance, warning any personnel to keep out.

And too fixated on Ada who had to be behind the door and inside that metal container, Annete wasn't paying attention to anything else, continuing with, "Then you won't die alone."

There wasn't even any time to take in a surprised breath before a buzzer rang out, and a rectangle of flickering orange lit up Annette's face, accompanied by a mechanical whirl from within the sealed door, the grinding of gears as the mechanism inside the container powered on.

It dawned on Vera as Annette started walking away, her heels clicking with purpose.

"You locked her in an incinerator!" Leon exclaimed, anger coloring his tone as he stepped forward and revealed himself, triggering Annette's flight response.

"Shit!" She followed, forcing herself to get out of her stunned state by bolting into action and bringing the Samurai Edge up, aiming at the middle of her back and firing once. It wasn't intended to kill her, Vera just wanted to get her to stop, or at least delay her escape.

She missed on purpose, the bullet hitting the sliding door the woman opened with a bracelet around her wrist, and her yell of alarm pierced the air. She didn't turn around to try confronting the two, managing to slip away as Leon slammed into the door, rattling the entire thing in the frame.

"Goddamn it!" He groaned, pounding a fist against it.

Out of instinct, "Upstairs!" Vera yelled to inform Leon, not stopping to discuss with him as she flew past and headed up the stairs right across the incinerator, finding a single lever among the different types of controls, buttons and switches. It was surrounded by electrical cables and wires, with one end of it leading into the floor, and she grasped onto the handle, pulling it down, and a low rumble resonated from the mechanism, a generator powering down, and the faint glow of the flames streaming through the metal blinds dimmed out.

"Did it work!" Vera called out, panting as she ran back to the door to see if it worked. It wasn't open yet, and Leon had resorted to opening the rectangle latch on eye level to peer into the room, knocking on the barrier to get her attention.

"Ada!" He yelled, tapping on the door rapidly with a flat palm.

"I'm fine!" Ada responded, voice muffled as it seeped out from the crack, but clear and loud, meaning she was in good condition. "Just get this damn thing open."

Relief instantly made her a thousand times lighter, she could fly away, and Vera released a shaky exhale, her shoulders dropping.

"Give us a second."

Vera knew exactly what to do, turning on her heel to jog back up to the control panel she was working with just seconds ago, and pressed the button to her far left that turned on a green lamp to life. There was a button underneath it, and she lifted the cover to push it down, and the beeps from the keypad-like lock beside the switch could be heard as she did so. Another rumble, louder and more violent, followed suit as the door's status changed, and the blinking of red changed to white, the humming of the motors increasing in volume to a high pitched whirr.

"It worked!" Leon confirmed, and Vera bounded down the steps, breathless from ricocheting back and forth downstairs and upstairs in such a short amount of time, coming to a stop to wait for the door to open. She bounced on the balls of her feet, licking her lips to get rid of the dryness in her mouth and wiping her sweaty palms on her black jean shorts. The hot wind blew in her direction, blowing strands of hair across her face and exposing her neck, the distinct smell of burning plastic assaulting her senses.

It was a bit longer than she anticipated, with the metal doors finally giving in to gravity's pull to reveal a clean hallway, no signs of fire or smoke at all, and then there was Ada, looking disheveled with her bangs sticking to her damp face, and soot all over her trench coat, but she was alive, unhurt, and most importantly, breathing.

Vera didn't realize how nervous she was until Ada emerged, the second wave of relief flooding over her senses, a rush of warm liquid, making her boneless as she watched the older woman stumble out with Leon's supporting hand on her back.

She couldn't hold back the sigh escaping her, running her hands up to her hair and pushing it back, the black curtain parting to reveal she was flushed all the way to her hairline as she walked over to her, a giddy, light sensation in her stomach, a bubble of happiness she was afraid to pop, afraid it was all just a dream she would wake up from at any moment.

"Want some water?" She blurted out, and her words were a bit breathy from the adrenaline in her veins.

"Don't mind if I do," Ada replied, raising her chin to accept the offer. Vera shoved her hand inside the backpack to get out the bottle, uncapping it with practiced ease with one hand.

Before she could do so much as get it to her face, Ada grabbed her hand, taking a generous swig, the angle allowing for droplets to trickle down her jaw and soak the collar of her shirt. Her gaze met Vera's as she drank, and Vera, for some reason, felt her heart drop all the way to the floor, freezing in place, a deer in headlights.

The first few drops of water trickled out the corners of her mouth, dripping onto the smooth column of her neck, disappearing behind the scarf around it. Ada withdrew to release an exaggerated gasp for breath, wiping her lips with the back of her hand. "Much appreciated," she said, passing it back, the lingering warmth on the plastic ghosting across Vera's skin like a caress.

Vera's cheeks grew hot, her mouth parting slightly to collect some oxygen to her brain, the upturn of her lips weak, wavering as she forced herself to be calm and collected. "Yeah—you're welcome."

The reply was delayed, her attention divided between her inner struggle and Ada, and the woman in question herself smirked, knowing she caught the effect of her actions on Vera as she brushed past to join Leon, who was staring at them with what he thought was discreet observation.

"Good to see you in one piece," he remarked, sounding friendly and casual, as if they didn't just bust her out of an incinerator.

"It takes more than that to bring me down."

"Speaking of," Leon started, folding his arms over his chest. "What the hell was that? Why would she—"

Ada didn't give him time to finish as she cut him off, stating firmly, "Umbrella doesn’t want anything getting out. Not the truth, not what they do, and definitely not what they make."

"Sherry's mom works for Umbrella?"

It wasn't the lengths Umbrella would go to that surprised Leon, not even the fact that Ada had almost died for it, Vera concluded. Leon had to have already witnessed similar things or worse during the course of the night, to not be shaken up by all of it. His speechlessness stemmed from Annette's connection to Umbrella. And what an idiot Vera was not to anticipate this reaction. It was a mistake, Vera felt the coldness spreading as if her blood froze, ice crystals growing in her veins, creeping to the ends of her nerves.

W.B. is William Birkin, she remembered blurting out. With no evidence whatsoever, a statement thrown in the wild she expected Leon would eat up, and accept it as her randomly connecting the dots out of the blue, his brain doing the rest of the work by itself.

"Exactly," Ada confirmed, not taking her eyes off him, but Leon's entire attention was on surveying Vera's reaction as she sweated under his stare, refusing to meet his gaze and feeling it bore into the top of her skull. "Umbrella's top research scientist along with her husband, William Birkin, who's also responsible for all this. The G-Virus."

Leon remained silent, the suspicion that was bubbling under the surface he didn’t bother hiding leaking out. She could almost hear the gears turning in his head, processing the information, chewing over it, mulling over what was presented and drawing conclusions for himself. All the while staring directly into her soul, and Vera almost cracked. Almost.

It was when the silence turned unbearable that Leon spoke up, his voice gruff, "We better get moving, then." He broke his gaze and turned to the other woman, leaving Vera to breathe, the coldness dissipating in a wave of heat.

Vera was a bug under a microscope.

He knew something was wrong and that she was privy to it. He had already begun distancing himself, putting a thin wall between them that would grow thicker and thicker, the more he found out. And what was more was that Vera was aware he had caught on she knew more than she led on. He hadn't figured it out completely, but he was closing in.

"I'm telling you two again, you should get out of here." Ada repeated, for the umpteenth time, but the only response she was graced with was Leon shrugging, nonchalant and unaffected by her concern, and Vera shooting her a glance. "You have your answers. Forget about Raccoon City. Forget about the Birkin girl. Go back where you came from, and never look back."

The authority and conviction in Ada's tone made the hairs on Vera's back stand, and her spine straightened, a shudder raking up her body, goosebumps exploding on her skin, every muscle tense, every fiber of her being screaming in protest, a deep crease forming between her eyebrows.

Leon gave no indication that he agreed with her. "Not a chance. We can't abandon that little girl to deal with all this on her own."

"Then, the moment you find her, we go our separate ways," Ada announced, cold, unrelenting. "I've risked enough as it is, and so have you."

His silence was damning. Vera wasn't stupid, she knew why. Her stomach sank and she felt hollow inside, the emptiness gnawing at her guts, the walls of this maze caving in on her as Leon faced the road ahead and walked with Ada by his side, the two of them moving together seamlessly, no hesitation, no falter in their steps.

So Vera trailed after the two, but in that moment, she knew that this was it.

The candle she was holding had finally reached its end, and all that was left of it was the wax.

Ada now had a similar bracelet to Annette's, the door Leon had previously slammed into opened with a beep, a digitalized sound that echoed in the large, open hall, the corridor extending in front of them.

"Visitor clearance confirmed. Your ID is authorized until October First. Please return before this date."

The concrete was crumbling and falling apart, revealing the pipes beneath and the wires peeking out from the holes in the structure, with the familiar green, artificial glow, the lights from the ceiling providing the main illumination to the hall.

This entire area was humid, and she could feel the condensation on her face. Not only that, but they heard the sounds of water flowing from ahead, a river coursing through the halls, and Vera could swear she felt the vibration of it from the ground under her feet. The sheer size of this underground labyrinth was a testament to just how big this place was, and she couldn't help but wonder, how far had they dug this place to have it built this expansive? How much resources and time had Umbrella poured into this operation that the city above was going to shit and people were dying on the streets and this laboratory was thriving and expanding with each passing day?

The answer was obvious. People's lives didn't matter to these corporations, there were thousands of nameless, faceless numbers whose death wouldn't affect the bottom line of the company. She had done the math before. All those disappeared kids. All those missing families that didn't exist and would never be found because Umbrella made them disappear, and then would turn around and play hero, use their money to save the children that mattered, and then whisk them away to create even more subjects, and it was an endless cycle.

That was the point. That was how it all worked. It was a miracle she was freed from that system, if it wasn't for her father, she would be right where she had been born, taken out once in a while to be injected with new experimental serums to find out their effects on a child, and then sent back to her cage. And then disposed of, once her body gave up, used up by the age of ten.

She felt low for not telling the truth to Leon and Claire, but all of this... It was too much—

Bang!

"Ada, watch out!"

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Her eyes snapped open from the train of thought, and Leon had been the first to react, tackling Ada to the ground from the bullets fired, saving her from death yet again. She could see the metal rain pelting the concrete wall, spraying debris everywhere and kicking up a cloud of dust.

Vera stayed glued to the wall swerving into the corridor the gunshots were coming from, while Leon and Ada were still lying on the floor across from her to the opposite wall, and Ada hissed from being crushed underneath him, struggling to push him off.

It stopped as abruptly as it started, Annette's voice ringing out, "This is my final warning. Next time, it will be a bullet to the head!"

Then with a beep and a mechanical click, she was gone.

Leon rolled to his side with a pained groan, and Vera saw red—

She was in front of him in an instant, leaning over to pull his upper body upwards, the man yelping from the sudden movement, clutching his left shoulder and gritting his teeth.

"Is this the part where you yell at me for being reckless?" He asked, in an attempt to diffuse the situation.

She would have laughed in any other circumstances, but no. "Go!" She whipped around to face Ada, who was already propped up on her elbows, watching with a mixture of emotions. Vera tried her hardest to hide her shaking. "Don't let her get away!"

Ada was stunned at first, but Vera saw her eyes harden, the fire dancing in the brown irises as she got up with a grunt. She didn't go the way Annette did, moving instead to a separate direction, disappearing from their view as she slipped through a fire exit door, and Leon tried to push himself to sit upright, only for her to push him back down, making him lie down on the cold ground.

"Don't fucking move," she commanded, her tone leaving no room for arguments, but there wasn't any malice or hate in it, no disdain for his recklessness or that he almost got himself killed for Ada, just the ice cold of dread that pooled deep in her stomach.

This was the second goddamn time.

Him crumpling to the ground as Irons shot him square in the chest in that parking garage was playing in her head over and over again, it didn't matter he had a bulletproof vest on, in Vera's mind, he'd died on the spot. Shell-shock had smoothed her brain for any logical reasoning, blood visible or not. Irons was there. Irons had shot Leon. Irons had killed him. It was enough for her to shut down.

She couldn't believe this was even worse than then.

Blood was soaking through the uniform and his fingers, staining her hands as she pried it off the wound, a part of it sticking to the moist skin, the edges of the torn fabric glued to his flesh. Red was blooming on the stained, gray concrete, and the liquid was seeping through the cracks. There was an exit wound. The bullet had pierced through. She just didn't know what. Just the meat of his clavicle? Did it shatter the bone?

It could be just the deltoid, maybe, she was grasping onto hope.

God, there was so fucking much in the way, the short-sleeved uniform, the undershirt, the vest—

Her hands were slick, her fingertips slipping against the saturated fabric, trembling too violently to untangle the straps of the Kevlar and unzip the vest to open it. "Leon," she whined, voice shaking, her head swimming from the stress. She was panicking, she knew it, the tears were burning in her eyes, her vision becoming blurry. "Leon, I need you to sit."

"You just said not to move—"

"Fucking sit up!" She shouted, finally succeeding in removing the vest, pulling it over his head and discarding it on the floor beside them, hearing the metallic clink of the shotgun shells and spare mags on the hard floor. She immediately felt like the shit that felt just at home in these sewers, biting down on her lip, swallowing thickly and blinking the mist away. "I'm sorry, I'm so, so, so sorry."

Gritting through clenched teeth, she didn't wait for his reaction before wrapping her arms around his torso to lift him up to a sitting position, his groans of discomfort ringing in her ears. Nausea washed over her as she heard the squelching sound of the hole in his shoulder shifting, the muscle fibers stretching, and his blood flowed freely down the curve of his pectoral and abdomen, spilling onto the ground, turning the patch of gray a dark red.

"Jesus—" Leon breathed, gulping down to calm down, adjusting to the pain and the change of positions. His eyelids fluttered, shutting and opening repeatedly, the muscles around his eyes flexed, creating tiny folds on top of the ridge above his nose. "M'okay."

He had to be on the brink of passing out from the sheer shock, his breathing was shallow, and his face had drained of color, which was frightening, given how pale Leon was naturally. Vera focused on relocating him to lean his back against the wall and out of the puddle of blood he'd formed on the floor.

He was really trying, though, huffing as he shuffled around with her help, his feet sliding in the slicks as she pushed him back to rest on the vertical surface. "Easy, easy," he cooed, reassuring her, although it was also probably directed to himself. He winced when his back touched the wall, unable to contain the grimace of pain that followed, breathing out from his mouth.

"Oh my god, oh fucking hell, I'm sorry!" She wailed, feeling horrible she put him through it all, wanting to help him with whatever she could do to make sure the pain would go away. "Okay, okay, okay... Listen, I need to..." Vera fumbled with her words, looking around frantically for anything useful, and remembering she had a backpack bursting with supplies, she ripped it off in a haste. "Uh, your sleeve. I gotta—"

She took out her pocket knife, and began sawing through the hemline, cutting and tearing the cotton until the both sleeves were separated from the rest of the outfit, throwing the severed pieces aside and leaving his entire left arm naked from the shoulder down.

Vera was a woman possessed, a wild animal crazed as she scrounged through her belongings, looking for... There! A packet of gauze pads, and a roll of medical tape, bandages, disinfectant, saline, she forgot everything in her panic, but she recalled that at some point, they looted first aid kits and stole all of it. She got out a tube of antibiotic ointment and set the items in a line next to her.

"Fuckfuckfuck..."

Everything felt so small, as if the world had shrunk around her and collapsed upon her, her own personal universe collapsing in itself and her along with it. The lights seemed brighter, the air thinner, and the smell was stronger than ever. Blood was running down Leon's arm in rivulets, pooling underneath and joining the larger puddle he was in a minute ago. It wasn't gushing, it wasn't spurting out, but it was dripping, a steady stream that didn't seem like it was going to stop anytime soon. The panic made her want to wipe all the blood away and get rid of the mess, but she had to focus on stopping the flow first.

Leon, bless him, was bearing with the pain admirably well, but Vera could see it wasn't the worst part — she could tell from the sweat gathering around his hairline and the beads rolling down his temple he was having a hard time. And she was about to make it tenfold. But she was beyond caring now, her whole life became focusing on making sure he pulled through and survived another day.

"Listen, I'm going to... I'm gonna have to disinfect this first. Front and back. It'll hurt like shit."

She was met with his half-lidded eyes, dull and fogged. He nodded once, understanding what he needed to do. "Do it," he ordered, straightening his spine against the wall, and his features hardened, steeling himself for the pain to come.

Leon kept his left arm extended and close to him, elbow resting on the knee of the leg bent vertically, allowing Vera space to do her thing. With one last deep breath, Vera tore open the package of the gauze pads to pull one out, soaked it in the disinfectant and brought it to the entrance wound, touching the broken, oozing skin.

"Okay," she whispered. "On the count of three. One, two—"

Leon inhaled sharply the moment she applied pressure, and she moved quickly to blot over the front first. He cried out, shouting hoarsely and in agony as she worked, not letting up once to give him time to adjust, dabbing over and over, feeling like an ass for putting him through so much. His forehead had fallen on her shoulder, his legs began to jerk involuntarily, and she fought the urge to sob.

It took much longer than she anticipated to finish, her heart hammering against her ribs with every anguished cry from Leon, her mind racing with scenarios where he would bleed to death, her palms were clammy and her fingers slippery but she managed to get through this stage.

"Almost done, baby. Almost done, Leon. Hang in there."

She told him sweet nothings to distract him from the pain, but they were for her peace of mind. Vera needed to reassure herself that Leon was still there and it was up to her to keep it that way. The process was draining, and she couldn't imagine the amount of suffering Leon had to endure.

The exit wound was much easier, the disinfectant not as agonizing, and Vera wasted no time in repeating the procedure.

She discarded the bloody gauze and put her entire weight onto him, her lower arms on the sides of his ribcage and the open wound. "Now the bad part, okay? It's okay, Leon, it's okay. You're doing so great."

Her right hand searched around for the saline, finding it near the first aid kit she had yet to touch, and she unscrewed the cap. The syringe came next and she carefully filled it, before tapping the outside to release any excess. Vera leaned in to inspect the entry hole of his shoulder, the blood gurgling up, and she pinched the edges.

Leon gasped when she stuck the syringe into the hole and released the liquid into his body, forcing it to clean out any dirt. He jerked wildly, his other hand holding onto her to brace himself, his entire being pulsing with life and fighting back with all he had, but Vera wouldn't budge, pressing herself deeper to the wound to prevent it from closing up.

Leon whimpered, almost screamed when she yanked out the syringe, and Vera held him close as he moaned and groaned and panted and squirmed, waiting for it to subside.

"That was it. It's over. It's all over now." She crooned, reaching to stroke his cheek, to grab a fistful of his hair to grip and tug on gently, and Leon raised his head, his chin hooked on her shoulder, but didn't open his eyes, eyebrows knit together from the immense strain he went through, and she stroked the bridge of his nose with the back of her fingers, cupping his jaw, careful to avoid his injury, brushing the pad of her thumb over his cheekbone. "Look at you... It's all over. You did so well, so good. That's it. Take a breather. I need to take care of that wound."

Withdrawing from her embrace, Leon was a wreck, and she could only imagine how awful he felt. She hurried to peel open the packet of bandages, ripping them off to throw them to the side and applying the adhesive plaster on the back to have it stick together. She held it in place over the exit wound, and motioned for him to bring up his right hand.

"Hold this, okay? Hold it there."

Vera got more gauze and opened the ointment, squeezing a dollop to the center of her palm, and smeared it across his entire front, and then back, ignoring his pained protests and wincing and jolting, running the heel of her hand across his trapezius and up to the back of his neck to apply more pressure, hoping it would alleviate some of the throbbing, the greasy, yellow fluid coating the wound, mixing with the blood that was drying on his skin, and Leon grunted from the pain, but Vera didn't let up, lathering more and more in hopes the medicine would take effect.

It was all done in a span of minutes, she threw the empty tubes aside and grabbed the gauze, unrolling it to wrap it around his upper body.

"Okay, just a bit more and I promise you can rest," she promised, using the sticky side of the bandage to attach to the layer in front, looping it under his arm, to his back and up over his shoulder, before bringing it to the front to continue her work. She wrapped the roll around a few times, holding the layers in place, and when she was satisfied, she cut it with her knife and secured it with the tape. "There. All done. How do you feel?"

Leon cracked his eyes open, and Vera wanted to laugh — the look he gave her was priceless. "Like someone took a nail and drilled my shoulder. How do you think I feel?"

His voice was dry and tired and rough and in pain, and she smiled, taking the last remaining gauze pad and soaking it in the saline, before she used it to clean him up, wiping away all the dried blood. "At least you're still sassing me. That's a good sign."

"You sure you didn't go to nursing school?"

She scoffed, finishing her last sweep to collect the scraps and throw them in a pile on the ground, the bloody fabrics and used plasters. "Far from it. That was all improvisation."

"Well, if there's an RPD after this, we gotta tell them you're worth a damn in an ER."

Vera could fall asleep on the spot with how relieved she felt, like she'd run a marathon and couldn't think of anything else other than sleeping. She slumped against the wall next to him, the rush of adrenaline wearing off, leaving her to bask in the aftermath.

Her heart was slowing down to normal, her blood pressure dropping back to regular levels and the erratic pulse calmed down to a more stable beat. She didn't know when the fingerless gloves on her hands had come off, but they were somewhere on the floor next to them, as was Leon's shirt and the vest, the other things they were carrying too, scattered around in a messy heap. The blood staining his front and his hands and her clothes made her skin itch and her nose scrunch, but they didn't have the luxury of privacy, much less time to get cleaned up.

Vera stared at the ceiling, the pipes that ran on it, the blinking fluorescent light, the rust on the screws that bolted it into the solid concrete.

The exhaustion hit her with a tidal wave, her muscles aching and her bones weak, a switch flicked, the colors of the world around her losing vibrancy and growing duller, and she could hardly keep her eyes open, the heaviness on her eyelids pushing her into unconsciousness.

She wasn't even the one who got shot, for fuck's sake.

Don't think, thinking slows you down, the voice of her father started in her mind.

Leon shifted next to her, and she turned her head, about to ask him if he was okay, when she saw him slip, his knees bending as the strength in his thighs disappeared, and she gasped, straightening her legs in a quick reflex to support him. He leaned over, the weight of his head falling on her shoulder, his right side pressed up against her left, directly against her burnt, bandaged upper arm, his cheek to her collarbone, and it made her exhale heavily to adjust to the additional weight, the sudden zap of white hot pain radiating down her arm and up her neck, and the muscle twitching involuntarily.

Vera was hyper-aware of his entire body, the smell of gunpowder, his breath, his hair tickling her throat, the moisture from his sweat cooling down and evaporating, and most importantly, focused on not to move despite her discomfort, as not to disturb him. She bit her lip and tried her hardest to not show it, as not to make it seem he was unwanted, when nothing could be farther from the truth. Leon needed his rest, he deserved to sleep for all the things he went through and did for others.

She lifted her right hand to cradle the side of his neck, the silky locks of the dirty blond strands tangling in her fingers, stroking and carding through to keep her mind busy, her heart heavy, trying not to get stuck on how cold his ear was. He was unconscious, passed out from the trauma his body suffered, and she felt that pressure at the back of her throat, the burn in her nostrils as she swallowed it all back. Her gaze flickered to his face, studying him in the quiet that blanketed them, his brows no longer furrowed and relaxed, the sharp lines on his forehead fading as the muscles loosened.

She took a deep breath, leaning forward to rest her temple on the crown of his head, and sighed.

Leon stirred and was roused to consciousness by a rhythmic pattern of constant pressure, massaging his scalp. He recognized the feeling immediately, the gentle scratches on his head and the comforting petting motion, the soft, affectionate touches, the familiarity of the sensation soothing him to wakefulness, and his eyelashes fluttered, attempting to blink open the haziness.

He wasn't fully aware, he was still out of it, barely lucid, and there was a sharp pain in his left shoulder, pulsating and shooting down to the tip of his finger, making it tingle as he wiggled his digits, the limb felt stiff and leaden. He couldn't move it properly, but he didn't try, just remained where he was, comforted by the ministrations.

There was something cold, wet, and slightly painful on the tender spot of the affected area, and he became aware of his surroundings, of the scent of antiseptic, of the drip of leaking pipes somewhere, of the crackling of electricity in the cables, the noises of the sewers he was all too familiar with by now. He had his right side leaning into a body, head lolled on the curve of a warm shoulder, his arm was dead asleep from lying on top of it for who knows how long, and he was tempted to move it to get the pins and needles out of it, but his eyes landed on Vera's face, her own tilted up and away from him, her expression distant.

"... Vera...?" He tried, his voice strained and feeble, coming out in a rasp. The strokes on his head paused and stopped altogether, and she flinched, startled by the suddenness of his awakening. Leon tried to clear his throat and failed, his lips parched and cracking, tongue heavy. He blinked rapidly to fight off the fatigue. "Wha... What—"

That's when he noticed the dead body lying on the ground, right in front of him and Vera at their feet, with the shovel sticking out of its skull.

Vera removed her fingers from his head, and he immediately missed it, completely at a loss as to what was happening. She glanced at the corpse with a scowl, before setting her attention back on him.

"Don't worry about that," she said, not a trace of remorse on her features, twirling a silver band with a green digital band on her left wrist — and Leon immediately took notice of her bandaged hand underneath the fingerless gloves.

He wanted to reach for it to examine it, to check if it was injured and if he could do anything, but the ache in his shoulder prevented him from lifting his arm. "Are you... Okay? What happened to your—"

She shrugged, offering him a nonchalant smile that didn't reach her eyes. "Don't worry about that either. Do you want to sleep some more? We're safe here for a while. I checked."

Her eyes roamed across his face, assessing him, checking him for injuries, a downward pull at the corners of her mouth. Leon's mind was too foggy to keep up. "Ada..?"

She kept staring ahead for a while, stuck in the process of trying to form a reply, and she glanced at him. Her hair was damp and hanging around her in loose curls, stray strands were plastered to her cheeks, framing her face. Leon thought it was very fitting. "Went after Annette."

The cold, hard floor was seeping the warmth out of his body, the wind blowing in from somewhere icy, but he still found it in himself to give her a disapproving frown. "You should've forgotten about me. I would've caught up."

"Always the hero, never the damsel," Vera commented, a sigh of exasperation leaving her lips as she reached over to fuss over the bandages on his shoulder, tugging on the ends to fix the arrangement. "How is your pain? Still hurts like a bitch? Wanna pop some pills?"

It was almost impossible to think clearly, but he realized he'd been a burden enough for the two of them. "No. Save it. Just let me... Sit for a while."

"There is no honor or victory in bearing the pain Leon, just take the damn painkillers," she snapped, annoyed for whatever reason, her brow quirked up, daring him to defy her, and it clicked — the severity of his situation must have kicked in Vera's protectiveness and she was angry he almost got himself killed. It was sort of endearing to know he'd matter to somebody that much, but the shame of letting her down was just as strong.

Leon tried to sit up with the strength of one arm, struggling with it for a moment, before he managed to move a few inches, and Vera was there in an instant to help, her arm around his back, keeping him upright.

The shift of positions was awkward and clumsy and required her assistance, but he found himself thankful she was there to keep him from crashing to the floor. He leaned back onto the wall and grunted at the impact, and Vera was right beside him, hovering as he took a few deep breaths, waiting for it to pass.

He stared at the body on the ground instead, not knowing who this person was, wondering their life before the outbreak. "Yeah, al—alright."

Vera stuck her hand inside the pouch of the backpack between her legs to rummage around, the zipper opening with a loud sound, and she took out a small box with a first aid label.

To him, an eternity had passed when the capsule fell into his open palm, and another one followed shortly afterwards. It was embarrassing to be unable to perform the simple task of popping the pills in his mouth, his left hand useless and unmoving, and he wanted to shout in frustration, but Vera was there, guiding his hand to the bottom of the plastic bottle, helping him raise it to his lips.

He drank it greedily, the coolness of the liquid running down his throat, washing away the soreness, and the pill slid in effortlessly as he chased the freshness, before she withdrew her hand and Leon pulled back.

He kept gulping it down, a few drops dribbling down the corner of his mouth, and he licked at the corner of his lips to catch it before it spilled. Vera turned to the side, returning the box and the water bottle to the bag, and he wiped his chin with the back of his hand.

"Is the wristband from the unfortunate bastard?" He asked, craning his neck to peer at the dead body, at the protruding shovel. Vera hummed.

"Yep," she mumbled, looking up, the hollow in her eyes still present, her gaze distant and glazed over. "That door doesn't open without one of these, 's how he got in."

"I don't even wanna know how you managed to kill him," he chuckled, impressed with her, always impressed with her, and he didn't understand why she seemed to have an issue with it. "And what the hell happened to your hand?"

She flexed the fingers of the said hand, wriggling them in the glove. "Asshole snuck up on us. Closest thing was the knife and well, grabbed the blade in a haste. Ouch ensued. Nothing bad. No nerve damage outside my ego."

Leon studied her profile, the slope of her nose, the soft, full line of her lips. She definitely looked younger without the black lipstick, and the dark circles underneath her eyes looked more prominent than usual. "Any news from Claire?"

Vera shook her head, shifting to turn towards him, pulling up her leg to cross it over the other, and rested her elbow on the knee. "Nothing yet but I did call her about you. Told her to keep searching for Sherry. She sounded pretty shaken up. You should talk to her if you feel up to it, she'd probably appreciate it. Let her know you're okay."

The thought of Claire being worried about him made him wince internally, and he felt like absolute shit for being the reason behind the fear. Claire was doing all this on her own, with nobody to watch her back, and he was in a cozy spot with Vera by his side.

"We should keep going," he sighed, carefully wiggling his left shoulder to gauge the damage and testing the limits of the range of movements. "We've lost too much time already because of me. Can't afford to stall any more."

"Give it some time," Vera proposed, waving a dismissive hand, and Leon closed his eyes, savoring the feeling of her knuckles grazing over his forehead, and for a moment it didn't cross his mind that she was checking his temperature, taking it as a sweet gesture. "Let the meds kick in. At least until you can stand on your own."

Vera's entire person screamed 'just relax, everything's gonna be fine' as she took on the role of taking care of him, and Leon wanted to let himself be taken care of by someone else for a change, wanted to forget about all the bullshit they've been through for a minute and bask in the tranquility that she offered, to allow himself to be the weak and not be responsible for anyone else but himself. It was hard not to give in to the temptation, his nerves too strung up to deal with it on his own, and it was so easy to get used to this.

And this was the perfect opportunity.

"Only if you tell me why you hid the truth."

Vera's hands stilled, the calm replaced with hesitation and alarm, her shoulders tense, her entire being rigid. It was brief, fleeting, lasting a split second, but Leon noticed the subtle changes that occurred in her demeanor.

"What?" She tried to brush it off with a casual chuckle, but it came out too forced, and Leon wouldn't have it. Not now. He wanted to know. Deserved to.

Maybe it was Leon's own fault for not seeing it before, he'd only known Vera for a day after all, deeming it a personality trait or a quirk of hers, and perhaps even a trauma response that she would barely react to information that others would freak out over, like he and Claire did. She knew Sherry, it was natural she would have information about her parents about being virologists, but the minute Ada had revealed they worked for Umbrella, all the little nuggets of knowledge Vera had dropped that would otherwise be classified as useless information, all the tiny clues that were too insignificant and nonsensical at first, fell into place and made sense. W.B. William Birkin. Brian Irons. The sewers. Ben Bertolucci. Vera Kaplan, P.I.

"You knew it was Umbrella. From the beginning. Why did you keep it a secret?"

She froze, not even a muscle twitching, her eyes wide and fixed on him, all the oxygen got sucked out of the room. It was a wonder she didn't stop breathing altogether, the only noise that broke through the dense atmosphere being the buzz of the neon light in the distance. Leon wanted to take it back, to take it all back and pretend it didn't happen, but they couldn't remain stuck in the past.

"I mean, why act like you had no idea at all— you just... Watched us, watched me go out of my mind, with Sherry and... and Claire and—" He bit his tongue to stop the words from spilling, to refrain from saying too much, and to avoid crossing a line, continued softly, "I don't understand."

Vera's blank face became devoid of color, her complexion taking on a sickly hue, and he was almost sure she'd shut down on him, but she surprised him when she lowered her eyes and dipped her chin. "I suppose it doesn't matter how you figured it out, huh?"

Leon didn't want to fight her, not about this. Not when all he wanted was the truth, the undiluted version of it. Not when all he wanted to do was understand her, the motivations behind her actions and why she felt the need to hide. "Who are you, really?"

"Fucking hell, I didn't bullshit that much. You saw me bury my father, give me some grace," Vera scoffed, rolling her eyes, and she looked annoyed, but not at him, at herself. He wanted to retract, to tell her he was sorry, he didn't mean it to sound that way, but she beat him to it. "... I'm sorry. It's not you, it's— no, it was you, that's dumb, I'm sorry. But, not in the way you think, ugh—" Vera pushed herself off the ground with an unceremonious groan, stepping over the dead body with a slight sway to her step, and held the handle of the shovel in a firm grip. "I can't just go around and give this information to anyone. Like, hello, this is a big ass company that has government officials under their payroll and nearly all of the city's residents dying because of this virus. And before that even happened, what do you think happened to people who blew the whistle on Umbrella? Hmm?"

Vera pulled the shovel from the deceased's head, and the resistance in the rotted flesh and bone made her grunt. She took a deep breath, giving it another forceful tug to loosen it, and with a final pull, the head came free, and Vera stumbled back from the momentum, barely catching herself. "They disappear. Never to be found again. They all become a statistic. People who never existed and are erased from the records, as if they never lived to begin with, as if they never mattered. Maybe their loved ones never even learn the truth about their fate."

Leon watched her with intent, observing her every move as she began to pace, back and forth, around the small area. "And... And I was in it from birth, Leon. You remember the orphanage? Founded by Umbrella. I don't know Irons because he was the boss of my dad, I know him from there. He was the director. He ran that shithole. Sold children to be test subjects. Like fucking livestock."

"What?" Leon breathed, his eyes following her as she moved. All warmth in his body drained, leeched out by the very words she uttered.

"Do you have any idea how fucked up these people are? The things they did to my friends? They preyed on the poor and homeless kids who came in as abandoned infants, fostered them for years and then handed them over to the researchers to be experimented on, to see if their mothers' drug addictions affected them in any way or something."

She was… speaking a different language, one that he heard but still comprehended one way or another, his stomach twisted and undulated, calcifying from the mental images, his blood running cold. "What the fuck."

Kids. Kids. Children. 

Experimented on. 

Leon had to lean forward and support his head, focus on breathing loudly from his nose so he wouldn't throw up. The dizziness had him frantically blinking to make it go away. What kind of world was this? What kind of monsters lived in this city? It wasn't the ones that kept coming back from the dead, that was for sure. 

Vera rubbed her fingers together, her eyes darting all over the place. "And I found out too late, after I got out. After Marvin... Yeah. I was like some golden fucking goose for them, I don't know. Good for P.R. Gifted kid. I was worth something because I was the face of the Raccoon Orphanage for Umbrella, the star pupil of Raccoon City, the girl who went places and became a technological genius and made something of herself—"

"You're Doe-Eyed Jane," Leon completed, Jesus, his whole generation was plagued by this girl who only lived through the T.V. and newspapers. She was all anyone — any parents could ever talk about at family gatherings. Documentaries, the news, the magazines. Jane Doe, the Girl Who Defied All Odds. He remembered the stories about her going viral, about how she was a prodigy, so small compared to the guest speakers on the screens, shaking their hands as she presented the projects she was working on, what had won science fair competitions, all the academic awards she had earned. Leon had thought she was too good to be true, too unreal to exist, and wondered if she was ever really a real girl who was actually living or just some stunt to boost the company's image. The poor, unfortunate orphan who was so smart that she got an internship with the leading corporation in the country, the future of their tech innovations, and he could see her clearly in his mind, standing on stage in front of cameras with an Umbrella representative, holding up an award. It wasn’t a mental image he’d conjured up, too, there really were poses she had given with Oswell Spencer, the creator and founder of the company, in the covers of many newspapers.

Even in that giant portrait in the orphanage’s hall.

"Yeah," she confirmed with a grimace. "Doe-Eyed Jane. Shitty name for a shitty image. The golden calf they paraded around to convince people that Umbrella was good."

Leon had to stop to take a deep breath. He would have never been able to guess. The little girl and Vera in front of him were different people. So different. One was a cheerful and outgoing child, who smiled at the camera with big bright eyes and shiny teeth, who laughed in interviews, who waved to the crowds that swarmed her, well-mannered, intelligent, and polite, dressed in expensive clothes with her hair always in the same braids, and the other one was this fierce, stubborn young woman with a sharp tongue, a blazing fire in her eyes, and an aura of an untouchable confidence with the penchant for trouble and chaos.

"I'm sorry for not telling you, or Claire, I really am. At first, I didn't think it was even necessary. It became a matter of eventually spilling the beans. And I really couldn't handle being fucking questioned, you know? About how I could have prevented it, how I could have done something— believe me, I know. I've had to live with that. Every single day of my life. Because in the end I took advantage of the cushy life Umbrella provided for me. How could I look anyone in the eye after learning what I now know?" She gestured around wildly, throwing her hands up in the air. "I'm not gonna lie to you or make excuses. It was easier to shut up, to be honest, than to talk about it. All of it."

She clasped her hands behind her head, threading her fingers through the disheveled mess of brown strands, and shook her head. "The shitty thing is that I wanted to at some point, and I just couldn't. I just kept coming up with reasons to postpone it further, oh the timing isn't right, oh Marvin no, oh Sherry disappeared, oops, there goes Claire too. And then… and then too much time passed. I was too scared I would ruin our trust."

She crossed the length of the small corridor, moving from side to side, unable to keep still, the silence settling between them heavy, as his eyes stayed glued to the floor, vibrating from the anxiety, from the pent up emotion that was begging to be let out he really didn’t think should be the focus here.

"Not that it matters now," she whispered, almost inaudible. Leon glanced up from his spot, and she looked miserable. "But I'm going to use it for good. That's why I'm recording shit and collecting documents left and right. To make sure nothing like this happens again. I was Umbrella for years, and the moment I was aware, I betrayed them. This time I'll do it right. I will make sure they pay. All of them. Even if it kills me. I swear. That, you can trust."

He understood. He couldn't say he was happy about the outcome, but he understood. And for now, that had to be enough. "Okay."

Vera halted and stared at him with wide, unbelieving eyes. "What?"

"I said okay."

She continued to stare at him with an open mouth, blinking, gawking, a fish out of the water. "That's it?"

"What do you want me to say?" Leon shrugged, the movement shooting a hot, white bolt of lightning up to his neck, and he flinched, hissing. Vera took a hesitant step forward, wanting to help but not knowing if he would accept it, and he extended his good arm towards her, making her understand he wanted her closer. "At least you were right about this not being the right time to talk about it."

She moved as he beckoned, placing her palm in his, Leon intertwined their fingers together, and she tugged, helping him get up. "We're on the same side. Whatever information you have, no matter how insignificant, can be of use. And not to me. To the victims. They deserve justice. They deserve someone who stands up for them. Or else what would their sacrifices have been for? Just promise me you will be there to speak for them."

Vera bowed her head, and Leon could see a single tear drop falling from her eye, hanging on to her chin, and then disappearing into the material of her turtleneck, her voice weak, "They will get justice."

He gave her hand a tight squeeze, a physical reassurance, and she squeezed back, nodding.

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The Journey to Becoming a Makeup Artist After 12th Grade

After finishing makeup courses after 12th grade, are you a developing makeup enthusiast wondering where a career in the beauty sector can take you? The opportunities are infinite, ranging from working as a freelance makeup artist to taking on internal jobs and professional roles like makeup consultant or beauty influencer. Developing your skills, learning new things constantly, and using smart job application strategies are all essential to a successful career as a makeup artist. This post explores the many career options, necessary competencies, and job application techniques to help you launch your beauty career after high school and succeed in the cutthroat makeup market.

Potential Career Paths

Freelance Makeup Artist: After completing makeup artist courses after the 12th, offer services on their own, frequently specializing in bridal or editorial areas.

In-House Artist: Employed by cosmetic brands, salons, or spas.

Professional Roles: After earning a diploma in makeup artist after 12th, jobs as a makeup consultant, beauty influencer, or educator in a beauty school.

Knowing these industries and job titles enables you to locate your specialty and adjust your training appropriately.

Continuous Learning & Staying Updated in the Industry

After completing makeup courses after 12th, one must continue to learn to keep ahead in the makeup field. Keeping up with emerging trends and techniques is also helpful to maintain competitiveness. Attending workshops or continuing education classes can help you advance your knowledge and become familiar with the newest tools and techniques.

Skill Development for Aspiring Makeup Artists

How to become a makeup artist in India after completing your 12th grade? Becoming a makeup artist demands devotion and constant practice.

Your portfolio acts as a visual CV, showcasing your experience and qualifications to prospective employers or clients.

By following these below steps, you can improve your methods and become more adaptable in responding to any kind of request from a client.Here are some crucial aspects to pay attention to:

1. Exercising on a Variety of Skin Types and Tone

Working with different skin kinds and tones will help you improve your abilities. This leads to improved outcomes by assisting you in understanding how various products respond on various skin types.

2. Compiling an Exhibit

It is essential to have a professional portfolio that displays the range of styles you have created. This may consist of:

Special effects makeup

Editorial looks

Bridal makeup

Daily beauty looks

Employment Applications & Opportunities for Freelance

how to become makeup artist after 12th?Starting out in the industry means being proactive and well-prepared when applying to salons or studios. Here are some pointers:

Advice on Applying to Studios or Salons

Create an Impressive Resume: Emphasize your training, education, and any practical experience you may have obtained from assistant positions or internships.

Tailor Your Application: After taking makeup courses after 12th, personalize your cover letter and résumé for each salon or studio to demonstrate that you are aware of their unique requirements.

Make Use of Your Network: Reach out to people you met at workshops or internships to ask for recommendations or introductions.

Exhibit Your Portfolio: When attending interviews, bring a hard copy portfolio of your work, and make sure your internet portfolio reflects your post for makeup courses after 12th.

Top 5 Makeup Academies of India

We have talked so far about makeup courses after 12th grade.You must now be searching for some of the top academies to launch your career in beauty after completing your 12th grade education.The majority of institutes provide thorough diploma programs in hair styling, makeup.

Meribindiya International Academy

SMA International Makeup Academy 

Meenakshi Dutt Makeup Academy 

Shweta Gaur Makeup Academy

Atul chauchan makeover Academy 

Final Thoughts

For those who want to become makeup artist courses after 12th, the book provides a variety of career options, stressing the value of ongoing education, skill enhancement, and successful job search techniques. People can improve their job chances and navigate the makeup industry more skillfully by being aware of these components.

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The Best Beauty Institute in India: Kriva Institute

Introduction

In today's fast-paced world, the demand for beauty and aesthetic treatments has surged, making cosmetology a lucrative and dynamic field. Educational institutes play a crucial role in equipping aspiring professionals with the necessary skills and knowledge to thrive in this industry. Among these, Kriva Institute stands out as the Best Beauty Institute in India, offering top-tier education and training in cosmetology and aesthetics.

Why Kriva Institute is the Best Beauty Institute in India

Accreditation and Recognition

Kriva Institute is recognized and accredited by leading industry bodies, ensuring that its programs meet the highest standards of education and training. This accreditation not only adds value to the qualifications earned by its students but also enhances their employability in the competitive beauty industry.

Expertise of the Faculty

The faculty at Kriva Institute comprises highly experienced professionals who are experts in their respective fields. Their deep knowledge and commitment to teaching ensure that students receive a comprehensive and up-to-date education. Faculty members bring real-world experience into the classroom, bridging the gap between theoretical knowledge and practical application.

Comprehensive Curriculum Tailored to Industry Needs

Kriva Institute offers a robust curriculum that covers all facets of cosmetology and aesthetics. The courses are meticulously designed to align with industry needs, ensuring that students are well-prepared to meet the demands of their future careers. The curriculum includes both theoretical instruction and hands-on training, providing a well-rounded educational experience.

Exploring the Courses at Kriva Institute

MSc in Facial Aesthetics and Cosmetology

Detailed Course Structure and Duration

The MSc program is a two-year course that delves into advanced topics in facial aesthetics and cosmetology. It includes extensive practical training and theoretical instruction.

Key Subjects and Practical Training

The program covers subjects such as skin biology, cosmetic dermatology, advanced facial treatments, and laser therapies. Students gain hands-on experience through practical sessions in state-of-the-art labs.

Career Opportunities After Completion

Graduates of the MSc program can pursue careers as aesthetic practitioners, consultants, or establish their own beauty clinics. The comprehensive training equips them with the skills needed to excel in various roles within the beauty industry.

Fellowship in Aesthetic Medicine

Detailed Course Structure and Duration

This one-year fellowship is designed for medical professionals seeking to specialize in aesthetic medicine. It combines clinical training with in-depth theoretical knowledge.

Key Subjects and Practical Training

The fellowship includes training in advanced injectables, non-surgical facial contouring, and body sculpting techniques. Practical sessions are held in fully equipped clinics and labs.

Career Opportunities After Completion

Fellows can work in prestigious aesthetic clinics, hospitals, or start their own practices. The fellowship enhances their expertise, making them leaders in the field of aesthetic medicine.

Diploma in Cosmetology

Detailed Course Structure and Duration

The diploma is a one-year course that provides foundational knowledge and practical skills in cosmetology. It includes both classroom instruction and hands-on training.

Key Subjects and Practical Training

Subjects include hair care, skincare, makeup artistry, and nail technology. Students also receive training in client care and business management, preparing them for diverse roles in the beauty industry.

Career Opportunities After Completion

Diploma holders can work as cosmetologists in salons, spas, and wellness centers. The course prepares them for a wide range of cosmetology roles, enabling them to provide high-quality beauty treatments.

Distinctive Features of Kriva Institute

Modern Infrastructure and Facilities

Kriva Institute boasts state-of-the-art infrastructure, including fully equipped labs, simulation centers, and aesthetic clinics. These facilities provide a conducive learning environment, allowing students to practice and hone their skills.

Emphasis on Practical and Hands-on Training

The institute places a strong emphasis on practical training, ensuring that students gain hands-on experience with the latest technologies and techniques in cosmetology. Live demonstrations and practical sessions are integral parts of the curriculum, helping students to develop their skills.

Strong Industry Connections and Internship Opportunities

Kriva Institute has established strong partnerships with leading cosmetology clinics and beauty brands. These connections provide students with valuable internship opportunities, allowing them to gain real-world experience and build professional networks.

Holistic Student Support System

The institute offers a comprehensive support system, including academic counseling, career guidance, and mental health resources. These services ensure that students have the support they need to succeed in their studies and future careers.

Admission Process

Eligibility Criteria

Prospective students must have a relevant undergraduate degree or equivalent qualification to apply for the MSc and fellowship programs. For the diploma course, a high school diploma or equivalent is required.

Detailed Application Process

The application process involves submitting an online application form, academic transcripts, and letters of recommendation. Shortlisted candidates may be required to attend an interview.

Important Dates and Deadlines

Applicants should check the institute's website for specific application deadlines and program start dates. Early applications are encouraged to secure a place in the desired course.

Conclusion

Kriva Institute stands out as the best beauty institute in India, offering top-notch education, state-of-the-art facilities, and unparalleled support services. Prospective students are encouraged to apply and take the first step towards a rewarding career in cosmetology and aesthetics.

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Emerging Trends in Global Hotel Management | Future of Hospitality

The hospitality industry is evolving rapidly, influenced by technological advancements, changing consumer preferences, and global sustainability goals. As businesses adapt to these changes, the field of hotel management is experiencing a transformation. Understanding the emerging trends in global hotel management is essential for anyone pursuing a career in this dynamic industry.

In this blog, we’ll explore the latest trends shaping hotel management and how aspiring professionals can prepare themselves through specialized education like a hotel management university in Kolkata, a diploma bakery course in Kolkata, or a diploma cooking course in Kolkata.

1. Sustainability in Hospitality

One of the most significant trends in global hotel management is the focus on sustainability. Hotels are adopting eco-friendly practices, such as:

Using renewable energy sources

Reducing water and energy consumption

Implementing waste management and recycling programs

Educational institutions, including the hotel management university in Kolkata, emphasize sustainable practices in their curriculum to ensure students are prepared to meet the industry’s demands.

2. Technological Integration

Technology is revolutionizing the hospitality sector, offering innovative solutions for better guest experiences and operational efficiency. Key advancements include:

Contactless check-in and check-out systems

Smart room technologies for personalized experiences

AI-driven chatbots for instant customer service

Courses like a diploma cooking course in Kolkata integrate technology to teach students how to manage modern kitchen operations efficiently. Similarly, bakery courses emphasize the use of advanced equipment and techniques.

3. Personalized Guest Experiences

Modern travelers expect personalized services that cater to their unique needs. This trend is driving hotels to:

Use data analytics to understand customer preferences

Offer customized dining experiences

Provide tailored travel and tour packages

Understanding these nuances is a key part of the curriculum at a hotel management university in Kolkata, where students learn how to create memorable guest experiences.

4. Rise of Boutique Hotels

Boutique hotels are gaining popularity for their unique and intimate experiences. Unlike large hotel chains, boutique hotels focus on:

Aesthetic designs that reflect local culture

Personalized services

Exclusive amenities and experiences

Aspiring professionals can gain insights into managing boutique hotels through specialized programs, including a diploma bakery course in Kolkata, which often includes modules on artisanal baking and menu curation.

5. Culinary Tourism and Experiential Dining

Culinary tourism is a growing trend, with travelers seeking authentic food experiences. Hotels are adapting by:

Offering cooking classes and culinary tours

Featuring local cuisines on their menus

Hosting food festivals and events

Programs like a diploma cooking course in Kolkata equip students with the skills to cater to this demand, ensuring they can create exceptional dining experiences.

6. Focus on Wellness and Health

Wellness tourism is on the rise, and hotels are responding by incorporating health-focused amenities and services. These include:

Organic and healthy menu options

Wellness spas and fitness centers

Mindfulness and relaxation programs

A diploma bakery course in Kolkata often teaches students how to prepare healthy baked goods, aligning with the wellness trend.

7. Integration of Artificial Intelligence

Artificial Intelligence (AI) is becoming a cornerstone of global hotel management. AI applications include:

Predictive analytics for booking trends

Voice-activated room controls

Automated inventory management systems

Students in a hotel management university in Kolkata are trained to leverage AI tools to improve hotel operations and enhance customer satisfaction.

8. Workforce Diversity and Inclusion

The hospitality industry is embracing workforce diversity and inclusion to create a more welcoming environment. This includes:

Hiring from diverse backgrounds

Offering cultural sensitivity training

Promoting women and minority leaders in the industry

Institutes like a hotel management university in Kolkata prepare students to work in multicultural environments, ensuring they are equipped to lead diverse teams.

9. Emphasis on Local Experiences

Travelers are increasingly looking for authentic local experiences. Hotels are adapting by:

Partnering with local businesses for unique tours

Showcasing local art and crafts within the property

Including regional cuisines in their menus

Courses such as a diploma cooking course in Kolkata focus on teaching students how to prepare regional dishes, enhancing their ability to meet this demand.

10. Hybrid Hospitality Models

The pandemic has led to the emergence of hybrid hospitality models that combine business and leisure. This trend includes:

Offering co-working spaces within hotels

Creating packages that blend work and vacation

Providing long-term stay options with home-like amenities

Students enrolled in a hotel management university in Kolkata are trained to manage these hybrid models, ensuring they can adapt to changing industry needs.

How Educational Programs in Kolkata Align with These Trends

Kolkata is home to some of the best hospitality and culinary institutions in India. Programs such as:

A hotel management university in Kolkata provide in-depth knowledge of global hospitality trends.

A diploma bakery course in Kolkata focuses on artisanal baking techniques and modern equipment usage.

A diploma cooking course in Kolkata offers hands-on training in international cuisines and kitchen management.

These courses are designed to equip students with the skills and knowledge needed to excel in the evolving hospitality industry.

Preparing for a Bright Future in Hotel Management

The hospitality industry is brimming with opportunities for those who are well-prepared. By enrolling in specialized programs such as a hotel management university in Kolkata, a diploma bakery course in Kolkata, or a diploma cooking course in Kolkata, aspiring professionals can stay ahead of the curve. These programs not only teach technical skills but also emphasize adaptability, creativity, and leadership – qualities essential for success in a dynamic industry.

Whether you aspire to become a hotel manager, a pastry chef, or a culinary innovator, understanding the emerging trends in global hotel management is the first step towards building a rewarding career

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Professional Beauty Training Courses: Your Path to a Career in Aesthetics

Beauty training course near me offer comprehensive education in cosmetology, esthetics, makeup artistry, and related specialties. These courses combine theoretical knowledge with hands-on practice, preparing students for professional certification and career opportunities in the beauty industry.

Accredited beauty schools typically provide state-approved curricula meeting licensing requirements. Programs cover fundamental topics including skin care, facial treatments, makeup application, nail technology, and hair styling. Advanced courses may include medical esthetics, permanent makeup, or specialized treatments like microblading.

Course durations vary by specialty and certification level. Basic esthetics programs often run 600-900 hours, while comprehensive cosmetology training may require 1500+ hours. Many schools offer flexible scheduling with full-time, part-time, and evening classes accommodating working students.

Beauty training academy facilities feature professional-grade equipment and products, simulating real salon environments. Students practice techniques on mannequins before advancing to supervised client services in student clinics. This practical experience builds confidence and client interaction skills essential for success in the field.

Financial considerations include tuition, kit costs, and certification fees. Many schools offer financial aid options, payment plans, or scholarships. Some programs qualify for federal student aid or veteran benefits. Additionally, apprenticeship programs may provide paid training opportunities.

Curriculum quality varies among institutions. Prospective students should verify accreditation status, instructor qualifications, and graduate placement rates. Modern programs incorporate business skills training, covering salon management, client retention, and marketing strategies.

Online components increasingly supplement traditional instruction, particularly for theoretical coursework. However, hands-on training remains essential for skill development and licensing requirements. Hybrid programs balance digital learning with in-person practice sessions.

Career outcomes extend beyond traditional salon work. Graduates pursue opportunities in medical spas, luxury resorts, cruise ships, or product development. Some become independent contractors, educators, or salon owners. Continuing education courses support career advancement and specialization.

Industry partnerships often provide networking opportunities and potential job placement. Many schools maintain relationships with local salons, spas, and beauty brands, facilitating internships and employment connections for graduating students. https://www.imajaesthetics.co.uk/

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Experience Luxury Living at Golf Island Residences

Welcome to Golf Island Residences—an epitome of modern living and sophistication, designed for those who seek the finest lifestyle. Situated in a serene and green environment, Golf Island Residences blends contemporary design, premium amenities, and unparalleled comfort to offer a living experience like no other.

Prime Location for Convenience and Connectivity

Golf Island Residences enjoys a strategic location that places you at the center of convenience. Located in one of the most sought-after neighborhoods, it offers seamless connectivity to key destinations:

Close Proximity to Major Highways: Ensuring effortless travel to business hubs and city centers.

Nearby Educational Institutions: Renowned schools and colleges are within a short drive.

Access to Healthcare Facilities: Top hospitals and clinics are easily accessible.

Shopping and Entertainment: Retail outlets, malls, and entertainment zones are just around the corner.

Designed for Modern Living

Every residence at Golf Island has been meticulously crafted to meet the highest standards of luxury and functionality. The spacious layouts, high-quality materials, and modern designs create an inviting and elegant atmosphere.

Key features include:

Open floor plans with expansive living spaces.

Large windows offering breathtaking views of lush greenery and the golf course.

High-end fittings and finishes for a premium touch.

Smart home technology for convenience and security.

Amenities That Enhance Your Lifestyle

Golf Island Residences is more than just a home; it’s a community that prioritizes your well-being and leisure. Enjoy an array of world-class amenities that cater to every member of the family:

Golf Course Access: Designed for enthusiasts to hone their skills or enjoy a leisurely game.

Luxury Clubhouse: Equipped with recreational, fitness, and wellness facilities.

Swimming Pool and Spa: Perfect for relaxation after a long day.

Sports Facilities: Tennis courts, jogging tracks, and more for active lifestyles.

Kids’ Play Areas: Safe and engaging spaces for children.

Community Events: Fostering connections and creating a vibrant neighborhood.

A Commitment to Sustainability

Golf Island Residences is designed with sustainability at its core. The development integrates eco-friendly practices to ensure a minimal environmental footprint, such as:

Rainwater harvesting systems.

Energy-efficient lighting and appliances.

Green landscaping and open spaces.

Waste management initiatives.

Why Choose Golf Island Residences?

Golf Island Residences offers an exclusive lifestyle that harmonizes luxury, nature, and community living. It’s a perfect retreat for those who desire tranquility without compromising on modern conveniences. Whether you’re a family, a professional, or someone seeking a serene yet vibrant place to call home, Golf Island Residences has something for everyone.

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Elevate your living experience at Golf Island Residences. Discover a perfect blend of elegance, comfort, and modernity in a community designed for those who value quality and sophistication.

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Advanced Be­autician Training: A Beauty Parlour Training

You must've notice­d the boom in the beauty industry; it's cause­d a rise in demand for expe­rienced individuals. If you're a ne­wbie to the beauty world or an old-school profe­ssional looking to sharpen your skills, the thought of an advanced be­autician training must've crossed your mind as it brings plenty of prospe­cts. This article dives into the ne­cessary details of beautician training and the­ upsides of an advanced course.

Why This Advance­d Course?

Advance Beauty Parlour Course aim to impart thorough knowledge and practical expe­rience. Hair styling, makeup te­chniques, skin health, nail artistry, and spa treatme­nts are among the broad scope of topics cove­red. Unlike basic courses, advance­d training goes into detail about specialize­d techniques, preparing stude­nts to take on the competitive­ market.

What's in Store with Advanced Training?

1. Skill Upgrade­: Grasp the latest beauty tre­nds, tools, and products.

2. Career Boost: It opens up chance­s for better-paying roles, le­adership positions, or even your own be­auty venture.

3. Accreditation: Earn a profe­ssional certificate adding weight to your profile­.

4. Networking: Interact with expe­rienced professionals and buddie­s broadening your network.

What's Covere­d in the Course?

An advanced be­autician training generally covers:

1. Hair Care­ & Styling: Detailed methods in hair cutting, coloring, and tre­atments.

2. Makeup Skills: Professional bridal, e­ditorial, and special effects make­up.

3. Skin Care: Know about different skin type­s and their specific treatme­nts.

4. Nail Art & Care: Learn about nail exte­nsions, gel nails, and creative de­signs.

5. Spa Therapy: Relaxation technique­s, including massages and aroma therapies.

6. Busine­ss Management: Get insights into managing a parlour, de­aling with customers, and marketing tips.

Choosing the Right Place­ Picking the right educational institution is vital for a quality education and re­al-life exposure.

Che­ck for these factors:

1. Recognition: Che­ck if the institution is accredited by a significant body.

2. Course­ Content: See if it aligns with your care­er objectives.

3. Te­achers: Look for trainers who have a good de­al of industry expertise.

4. Infrastructure­: Modern tools and products are a must for a good training cente­r.

5. Job Help: Select institutions that provide­ job placement support or professional inte­rnships.

Acing the Course

1. Regular Practice­: Consistent efforts are the­ secret to mastering te­chniques.

2. Be in the Loop: Stay in touch with the­ recent beauty tre­nds and novelties.

3. Showcase: Make­ a portfolio of your work for potential employers or clie­nts.

4. Open to Criticism: Learn from constructive fe­edback to better your skills.

5. Commitme­nt: Dedication and love for work are ne­cessary to thrive in this industry.

Wrap up Enrolling in an Beauty Parlour Training can be a life-change­r if you love everything be­auty. The right training can turn your love for beauty into a re­warding profession. Whether your aspirations include­ working in superior salons, freelancing, or owning a be­auty business, advanced training courses will pave­ the path to your success. So, invest in le­arning and watch your dreams morph into reality in this constantly changing and glittering fie­ld.

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DLF The Dahlias: Redefining Ultra-Luxury Living in Gurugram

Welcome to DLF The Dahlias, an exceptional residential project located in the prestigious Sector 54, Gurugram. Designed to set new standards in ultra-luxury living, this development by DLF, India’s largest publicly traded real estate company, epitomizes sophistication, elegance, and convenience.

Situated along the renowned Golf Course Road, DLF The Dahlias offers a unique blend of modern architecture, world-class amenities, and a prime location that provides unparalleled connectivity and lifestyle benefits. Let’s explore why DLF The Dahlias Sector 54 Gurugram is the ultimate address for those who seek the finest in life.

Project Overview

Luxury Redefined

DLF The Dahlias spans an expansive 17 acres and features 29 premium towers, housing approximately 400 super-luxury residences. With apartment sizes ranging from 9,500 sq. ft. to 16,000 sq. ft., this project caters to discerning buyers seeking spacious and elegant living spaces.

Each residence is meticulously designed to offer a perfect balance of luxury and functionality, with features such as:

High ceilings and floor-to-ceiling windows for natural light.

Expansive terraces with breathtaking views.

Smart home technology for seamless living.

Gourmet kitchens and luxurious bedrooms with walk-in closets.

Unmatched Amenities

At DLF The Dahlias, residents can indulge in a wide range of world-class amenities designed to enhance their quality of life:

400,000 sq. ft. Clubhouse: A hub of relaxation featuring a state-of-the-art gym, rejuvenating spa, and inviting swimming pools.

Sports Facilities: Tennis and squash courts, ensuring active lifestyles.

Landscaped Gardens: Beautifully manicured spaces with serene walking paths and three man-made lakes.

24/7 Security: Advanced surveillance systems for peace of mind.

Recreational Spaces: Exclusive areas for socializing and unwinding.

Prime Location Advantage

Sector 54, Gurugram

Strategically located on Gurgaon's prestigious Golf Course Road, DLF The Dahlias offers unparalleled connectivity and proximity to key destinations:

Rapid Metro: Sector 54 Chowk station within walking distance.

Corporate Hubs: Easy access to Cyber City, Sohna Road IT Park, and NH-48.

Top Schools: The Shri Ram School (1 km) and DPS International (3 km).

Healthcare Facilities: Fortis Memorial Research Institute (2 km) and Medanta - The Medicity (5 km).

Retail and Entertainment: Close to DLF Cyber Hub, Ambience Mall, and world-class restaurants.

Nature Escapes: Adjacent to DLF Golf and Country Club and 5 km from Aravalli Biodiversity Park.

Why Choose DLF The Dahlias?

Investment Opportunity

With prices starting at ₹80,000 per sq. ft. and ticket prices exceeding ₹100 crore, DLF The Dahlias is more than a home—it’s a valuable investment. As Gurgaon continues to thrive as a luxury destination, this project promises significant appreciation, making it an ideal choice for investors and homebuyers alike.

Builder Legacy

As a trusted name in real estate for over 75 years, DLF has a proven track record of delivering quality and luxury. The Dahlias joins a portfolio of iconic developments, reinforcing DLF’s reputation as a leader in the premium housing market.

Elite Lifestyle

Living at DLF The Dahlias means more than just owning a home. It’s about experiencing an elite lifestyle characterized by:

Privacy and exclusivity.

Proximity to essential services and urban conveniences.

A vibrant yet tranquil community.

Specifications

Land Area: 17 acres with ample greenery.

Building Design: 29 floors of skyline towers offering exclusivity.

RERA Compliance: Ensuring transparency and adherence to regulations.

Premium Finishes: High-end materials and modern designs.

Eco-Friendly Features: Maximizing natural light and ventilation.

A Trusted Developer: DLF

With an impressive portfolio of projects such as DLF The Crest, DLF Arbour, and DLF Sky Court, the developer has consistently set benchmarks in luxury real estate. DLF’s commitment to quality, timely delivery, and customer satisfaction ensures that DLF The Dahlias will exceed expectations.

Conclusion

DLF The Dahlias in Sector 54, Gurugram, is more than just a residence; it’s a symbol of prestige, luxury, and refined living. Whether you’re seeking a dream home or a lucrative investment, this project offers the perfect blend of elegance, convenience, and exclusivity.

Discover the epitome of luxury living at DLF The Dahlias, where every detail is crafted to perfection. Experience a lifestyle that truly redefines urban sophistication. Secure your place in this iconic development today and embrace a future of unparalleled comfort and elegance.

Enquire Now

For more information or to schedule a visit, contact us today. Explore the possibilities of owning a home in DLF The Dahlias and step into a world of ultra-luxury living in the heart of Gurugram.

Explore DLF The Dahlias Price, floor plan, reviews and brochure.

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Discover Why Trump Towers Gurugram is a Unique Residential Option

When it comes to luxurious living, Trump Towers Gurugram has redefined opulence in India. A symbol of sophistication and grandeur, these iconic twin towers are part of the exclusive Trump brand, synonymous worldwide with ultra-luxury properties. Located in Sector 65, Golf Course Extension Road, Trump Towers Delhi NCR offers an unmatched living experience with world-class amenities, cutting-edge architecture, and an elite lifestyle. This blog explores what makes Trump Towers Gurugram stand out as a unique residential option.

1. Iconic Trump Legacy in India

Trump Towers are not just residential buildings; they represent a global luxury real estate brand known for its elegance and exclusivity. The name “Trump” carries a legacy of excellence, innovation, and quality, and Trump Towers Gurugram is no exception. This project marks the arrival of international luxury standards in Indian real estate, providing residents with an elevated lifestyle comparable to some of the most exclusive properties around the world.

2. Prime Location at Golf Course Extension Road

Location is key to any real estate investment, and Trump Towers Delhi NCR is strategically situated on Golf Course Extension Road, one of the most prestigious addresses in Gurugram. Its prime location offers seamless connectivity to major business hubs, educational institutions, healthcare centers, and entertainment zones. Residents enjoy proximity to Delhi, making it an ideal choice for professionals working in the capital city and surrounding areas.

Key benefits of the location:

Proximity to Indira Gandhi International Airport

Easy access to NH-8 and Southern Peripheral Road

Close to top schools, hospitals, and luxury malls

3. Stunning Architectural Design

One of the most striking features of Trump Towers Sector 65 is its awe-inspiring architecture. Designed to impress, the twin towers rise majestically above the cityscape, offering breathtaking views of the Aravalli Hills and the vibrant city of Gurugram. The project spans over 7.5 acres, with 47-storey towers that dominate the skyline.

The unique design seamlessly blends modern aesthetics with functionality. Floor-to-ceiling windows allow natural light to flood in, while expansive balconies provide panoramic views. The sleek, contemporary interiors are designed to cater to the refined tastes of the elite, making every home a masterpiece.

4. Spacious and Ultra-Luxurious Apartments

Trump Towers Gurugram offers spacious 3 and 4 BHK apartments, ranging from 3525 sq. ft. to 6050 sq. ft. These residences are designed for those who appreciate the finer things in life. Each apartment features high ceilings, Italian marble flooring, and designer fittings, exuding luxury at every corner.

Some standout features include:

Private elevators for direct access to apartments

Open-plan layouts for a seamless flow of space

Fully fitted kitchens with world-class appliances

Floor-to-ceiling glass walls for uninterrupted views

5. World-Class Amenities

At Trump Towers Delhi NCR, luxury goes beyond the four walls of your home. The project boasts a range of state-of-the-art amenities that cater to every need and desire of its residents. Whether you’re seeking relaxation, entertainment, or fitness, the towers provide it all.

Key amenities include:

An exclusive clubhouse spanning 32,000 sq. ft.

Infinity-edge swimming pool with city views

Fully equipped fitness center and spa

Library and lounge areas for leisure

Fine dining restaurant and bar for social gatherings

A business center for professionals

Additionally, Trump Towers Gurugram has beautifully landscaped gardens and outdoor spaces that provide a serene escape from the bustling city life.

6. Personalized Services and Concierge

Living at Trump Towers Gurugram is akin to staying at a five-star hotel. The property offers personalized services to cater to the specific needs of its residents. From valet parking and housekeeping to 24/7 concierge services, every aspect of daily life is taken care of with utmost precision and care. This level of service ensures that residents can focus on what matters most to them, whether it’s family, work, or leisure.

7. Exclusive Trump Privileges

As a resident of Trump Towers Gurugram, you gain access to a range of exclusive privileges offered by the Trump Organization. This includes membership to the elite Trump Card program, providing benefits across Trump properties worldwide. Be it private dining experiences, luxury vacations, or invitations to special events, these privileges add an extra layer of exclusivity to the Trump lifestyle.

8. Investment Potential

Investing in Trump Towers Delhi NCR is not just about buying a home; it’s about acquiring a global brand. The project is backed by the Trump Organization and developed in collaboration with Tribeca and M3M, ensuring top-notch quality and timely delivery.

The premium location, coupled with the brand’s legacy, ensures high appreciation value, making it an attractive investment option for high-net-worth individuals. Additionally, the rising demand for luxury homes in Gurugram further strengthens its position as a lucrative real estate opportunity.

9. Sustainability and Smart Living

Trump Towers Sector 65 incorporates eco-friendly practices and smart technology to provide a sustainable living experience. From energy-efficient systems to smart home features like automated lighting and temperature control, every detail is designed to enhance comfort while minimizing environmental impact.

Conclsion

Trump Towers Gurugram is more than just a residential complex; it’s a lifestyle statement. With its iconic architecture, luxurious apartments, world-class amenities, and premium location, it offers an unparalleled living experience in the heart of Gurugram. Whether you’re looking for a dream home or a smart investment, Trump Towers Sector 65 promises to exceed your expectations.

This property is perfect for those who demand nothing but the best in life. Owning a residence here isn’t just about living in a luxurious home; it’s about becoming a part of a legacy that defines global luxury. If you’re seeking a unique residential option that blends elegance, comfort, and exclusivity, Trump Towers Gurugram should undoubtedly top your list.

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DLF The Dahlias – Luxury Residences in Sector 54, Gurgaon

DLF The Dahlias in Sector 54, Gurgaon, stands as a benchmark in luxury residential living, combining modern aesthetics with a legacy of trust and excellence. Designed to meet the aspirations of urban living, this premium property redefines opulence with its cutting-edge design, exceptional amenities, and strategic location. This comprehensive guide delves into every detail about DLF The Dahlias, giving you all the insights needed to understand why this project is among the most sought-after in Gurgaon.

Overview of DLF The Dahlias

Prime Location in Sector 54, Gurgaon

Located in one of Gurgaon’s most prestigious areas, Sector 54, DLF The Dahlias offers unparalleled connectivity and access to essential facilities. Nestled amidst lush greenery and offering breathtaking views of the Aravalli Hills, the property provides a serene environment while being well-connected to major hubs like Cyber City, Golf Course Road, and Sohna Road.

Developer Legacy

DLF, a trusted name in real estate, is synonymous with innovation, quality, and timely delivery. With a history spanning decades, the developer has successfully delivered some of India’s finest residential and commercial projects, and DLF The Dahlias is no exception.

Architectural Brilliance

Modern Aesthetics and Design

DLF The Dahlias is a masterpiece of architectural brilliance. The design seamlessly blends modern aesthetics with functionality, featuring spacious layouts that prioritize comfort and convenience. Large windows and balconies ensure ample natural light and ventilation while providing residents with stunning views.

High-End Interiors

Every home in DLF The Dahlias exudes elegance, with top-notch finishes and premium materials. From imported marble flooring to modular kitchens equipped with high-quality fittings, every detail reflects meticulous craftsmanship.

Unmatched Amenities

DLF The Dahlias takes luxury living to the next level with a wide array of amenities designed to cater to every need and lifestyle.

Recreational Facilities

Clubhouse: A state-of-the-art clubhouse with spaces for social gatherings and relaxation.

Swimming Pool: A temperature-controlled swimming pool for leisure and fitness.

Sports Facilities: Tennis courts, squash courts, and a fully equipped gymnasium ensure an active lifestyle.

Wellness and Relaxation

Spa and Sauna: Residents can unwind in luxurious spa and sauna facilities.

Yoga Deck: Dedicated spaces for yoga and meditation help promote mental and physical well-being.

Child-Friendly Spaces

Children can enjoy safe, engaging play areas equipped with modern play structures.

Sustainability Features

DLF The Dahlias incorporates environmentally friendly features such as rainwater harvesting, energy-efficient lighting, and waste management systems, contributing to sustainable living.

Floor Plans and Configurations

DLF The Dahlias offers meticulously planned residential units designed to meet the diverse needs of homebuyers.

Spacious Apartments

Each apartment is thoughtfully designed with expansive layouts that range from 4 BHK to penthouses. The units boast large living rooms, dining areas, and master bedrooms with en-suite bathrooms.

Luxury Penthouses

The penthouses offer an epitome of luxury with private terraces, plunge pools, and panoramic views, catering to those seeking an ultra-premium lifestyle.

Strategic Location Advantages

DLF The Dahlias’ prime location in Sector 54 offers unmatched connectivity and proximity to essential services.

Connectivity

Golf Course Road: The property is just minutes away from Golf Course Road, one of Gurgaon’s busiest and most vibrant areas.

Metro Access: Close proximity to Rapid Metro stations makes commuting convenient.

Airports: Indira Gandhi International Airport is just a 30-minute drive away.

Proximity to Key Facilities

Educational Institutions: Top schools like The Shri Ram School and Amity International School are nearby.

Healthcare Facilities: Renowned hospitals such as Fortis and Medanta are within easy reach.

Shopping and Entertainment: High-end shopping malls, gourmet restaurants, and entertainment hubs surround the area.

Safety and Security

DLF The Dahlias prioritizes the safety and security of its residents, offering state-of-the-art systems to ensure peace of mind.

24/7 Surveillance

Advanced CCTV systems, access control, and manned security personnel provide round-the-clock monitoring.

Fire Safety

The property is equipped with fire detection and suppression systems that meet international standards.

Secure Parking

Multi-level parking facilities ensure residents and visitors enjoy hassle-free parking.

Pricing and Investment Potential

Competitive Pricing

DLF The Dahlias offers competitive pricing, making it a compelling choice for those seeking luxury without compromising on value.

High ROI Potential

With its premium location, excellent amenities, and DLF’s trusted brand value, the property promises substantial appreciation, making it an attractive investment for discerning buyers.

Why Choose DLF The Dahlias?

Luxury Redefined

DLF The Dahlias epitomizes luxury living, offering residents a lifestyle unmatched in sophistication and comfort.

Trusted Developer

With DLF’s stellar track record, homebuyers can trust the quality, timely delivery, and enduring value of their investment.

Exclusive Community

The project fosters a sense of exclusivity, offering a refined community for like-minded individuals who appreciate the finer things in life.

Conclusion

In conclusion, DLF Dahlias in Sector 54, Gurgaon, offers an unparalleled living experience, blending luxury, comfort, and modern design in one of the city’s most sought-after locations. With world-class amenities, breathtaking views, and seamless connectivity to major business hubs, educational institutions, and healthcare facilities, it is the ideal destination for those seeking a sophisticated lifestyle. Whether you’re looking for a dream home or a smart investment, DLF The Dahlias promises exceptional quality, exclusivity, and a premium living experience. Embrace the pinnacle of luxury living and elevate your lifestyle at DLF The Dahlias.

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Learn in the beautician course in Dubai at the L’Amour Institute of Beauty to turn your love for the field into an income-generating profession. Theoretical and hands-on training in skincare, hairstyling, and makeup artistry are combined in this course. In a cutting-edge setting, learn from professionals in the field and acquire the self-assurance necessary for achievement in the tough beauty sector. You will graduate from this program with a certification that will provide you with a variety of opportunities in salons, spas, and other environments.

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Invest in Your Dream Home: Luxury Villas for Sale in Fay Al Reeman, Abu Dhabi's Premier Community

The Abu Dhabi real estate market has grown steadily over the years, and investing or purchasing a luxury property is a wise decision at the moment. With years of experience in the Abu Dhabi real estate industry, Maz Real Estate provides some of the best homes for sale, such as villas in Fay Al Reeman and flats in Yas Island for sale. The above properties are ideal for those who want to live in comfort, style and the latest in modern architecture.

Why Choose Fay Al Reeman for Your Luxury Villa?

Fay Al Reeman is one of the most elite projects in Abu Dhabi and is situated in the prestigious location of the city. This elegant neighborhood is featured with a range of villas for sale to cater for the needs of families and those that seek close to nature active living. The villas are lavishly built and modern in look and feel and are characterized by enabling built-in space, superior quality interior and exterior finishes, and an integrated utility that refers to modern technology. Regarding architectural design, its primary concern is to achieve the balance of the house’s lavishness and comfort for people who live there.

Access to prominent business areas, learning institutions, hospitals, and entertainment amenities is also well done for the development. Citizens can have access to good and well-ended tilled grassed, green areas, paved ways and good, beautiful and well-tended parks with marvelous programs for relaxing and family entertainment. However, the increasing need for dwelling units in this zone proves the sound real estate market in Abu Dhabi, which is suitable for investment.

Buy Luxury Villa in Fay Al Reeman

Due to the privileges of different types of villas, you have a numerous possibility of getting 3 to 6 bedrooms in your dream house. The Buy Luxury Villa in Fay Al Reeman address the need for privacy with space and community living within the unit with extra features such as a swimming pool, gym, and round-the-clock security. Such aspects give Fay Al Reeman luxury homeowners what they seek most.

Why Apartments for Sale in Yas Island?:

Yas Island has always been one of the most elite locations in Abu Dhabi, featuring a variety of lifestyle, entertainment, and leisure activities. Among the landmarks it accommodates are Ferrari World, Yas Marina Circuit, and Yas Mall, among others, making it Strategic to both residents and tourists.

That is why, if someone decides to purchase an apartment in Abu Dhabi, Yas Island will be perfect. Apartments for Sale in Yas Island are modern and luxurious ones with views of mesmerizing waterfront, Golf courses or Yas Marina. Furnished or unfurnished, a simple one-bedroom apartment or a luxurious three-bedroom penthouse, you will find Yas Island as the perfect destination for all your residential requirements.

Market analysis of the Yas Island real estate shows that unique lifestyle opportunities and strategic access to business-sandy and leisure destinations have driven market demand. Easy accessibility and connectivity, increasing demand for short-term and extended-stay rentals, make the buying of an apartment in Yas Island a good investment and lifestyle for elites with high ROIs in the long-term rental business.

Many properties in Yas Island have modern facilities such as swimming pools, gymnasiums, spas, and quality restaurants, among others; hence, clients’ needs are met within the area. Versed in the day-to-day of Yas Island, one can indulge in the best in dining, shopping and recreation as well as leading a harmonious life in a modern integrated environment designed with future sustainability in mind.

Why Maz Real Estate?

Maz Real Estate is a well experienced and reputed real estate service provider company located in Abu Dhabi through which the client gets selected superior quality properties in the area. Our team of fifty agents has all the necessary basic experience to help clients acquire their dream homes or investment opportunities and focuses on Fay Al Reeman and Yas Island projects.

We know the need to secure a good property in today’s market, and this is why we offer tailored services to fit the needs of all our clients. Maz Real Estate is always ready to offer its services on how to purchase a villa in Fay Al Reeman or an apartment for sale in Yas Island.

Currently, the investment in villas and apartments of the luxury segment in the market of Abu Dhabi’s real estate will be more appropriate. From the abovementioned, there are so many superior opportunities in the real estate sector, and this makes Abu Dhabi among the best places for investors as well as those intending to construct houses for their accommodation.

Conclusion

Whether you want information on luxury villas for sale in Fay Al Reeman or apartments in Yas Island, Maz Real Estate is the best Abu Dhabi-based agency you can trust. We have a wide array of luxury properties and have a strong feel of the market that will help you make the right decisions when it comes to your lifestyle and investment. You can reach out to Maz Real Estate today to enable you to get the best property in the Abu Dhabi real estate market.